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"Are you okay?" Daniel looked at her with concern.
Maisie's heart raced. She instinctively avoided eye contact and shifted back.
The atmosphere turned awkward once more.
Daniel pondered for a moment, then offered a gentle smile. "I... I'll tell you a joke, alright? There was once a tomato
that jumped into a pot of hot soup, turning into tomato soup. Its buddy, the egg, wanted to save it and hopped into
the same pot, transforming it into tomato and egg soup! Hahaha..."
Maisie stared at him, puzzled.
Daniel chuckled and then noticed something was off. He turned to Maisie, who still had a puzzled expression. "Uh,
it's not funny?"
This time, Maisie couldn't help but burst into laughter. It might have been a lame joke, but it amused her.
The tension lifted. The car was parked by the roadside, and they could see the starry night sky through the
moonroof.
Maisie leaned against the headrest, feeling drowsy. She had been tired all day, and now her eyelids started to droop
in the warm and cozy car. She fell asleep without realizing it.
Daniel kept the engine running and adjusted the warm airflow to the most comfortable temperature. He watched
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther intently, yearning to touch her face and kiss her forehead and lips. Yet, every time he extended his hand, he
pulled it back. He feared waking her. He wouldn't be able to savor this moment if she woke up.
It was alright this way. She slept peacefully, and he silently watched over her. Originally, they weren't supposed to
have any more interactions. Still, he had seized this moment from fate with all his might.
Maisie shifted in her sleep, and Daniel held his breath. He carefully covered her with his coat and smiled
contentedly. This was the closest he had been to her since she left.
The way she slept reminded him of their first night together six years ago. He had arranged for her brother in the
best hospital back then and ensured her family had a good life. She was supposed to stay by his side according to
their promise. -
On that night.
Maisie was very nervous, her cold hands trembling as she tried to undress. She had never been in a relationship
and did not know how to face a man, especially someone as imposing as Daniel.
"Mr. Quimby, I..." She couldn't figure out why the robe was tied in a knot when she only wanted to untie it. She was
so anxious that tears started rolling down, and she looked lost, her face pale.
Her helpless expression tugged at Daniel's heartstrings. None of the women around him before were as innocent as
Maisie. Sometimes, men genuinely wanted someone innocent like her to fulfill their sense of accomplishment.
Daniel held her hand and whispered, "It's okay."
Maisie looked at him in surprise.
"I won't force anyone."
"No, it's not like that—" Maisie hurriedly tried to explain, but Daniel had already gotten up and walked toward the
bedroom door.
"Mr. Quimby!"
"You probably need more time," he said with his back turned. "I won't force you until you're ready."
Maisie gazed at his back, baffled. She sat alone in the bedroom. The light in the study had been left on the entire
night while she tossed and turned, unable to get any rest.
-
When Daniel returned to the Thompsons', Linda confronted him. "Where did you go last night?"
"To the amusement park," Daniel replied nonchalantly.
Linda's eyes widened. "At night?"
"I've invested in that project. Can't I go check on it?"
"Daniel!" Linda exclaimed. "You weren't alone, were you? Were you with Maisie all night?"
Daniel fell silent for a moment and then snickered. "What if I was?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You..."
"I didn't do anything to her!"
"She has a boyfriend. She's getting married soon! Wake up, you two don't belong in the same world!" Linda panted.
"Do you realize how many pairs of eyes are on you in Cumulus City? I don't want Maisie to become your Achilles'
heel, exploited by those with ulterior motives!"
"Being exploited is one thing," Daniel said, looking into her eyes. "But don't you want to avoid offending the Bayers?
That's the most important, right?"
Linda gasped for air, unable to speak.
"Sis, I'm sorry," he said, word by word. "This time, the offense will be made!"
"Daniel—"
"Graham doesn't even love her!" Daniel raised his voice. "Did he even call her once last night? When his plane
landed, shouldn't he have contacted his girlfriend first? But he didn't!
"In his heart, he only cares about himself and his work. To him, Maisie is dispensable!
"If he doesn't love her, why can't I be the one who loves her? Why not me?!
"Linda, stop trying to persuade me." Daniel took a deep breath. "This time, I won't let Maisie go. Even if she
remembers everything and wants to kill me, I won't leave her again!"
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